Seventy-two:
Imperator Zale
“What are you talking about?” Daxon had told me that Sirena was marrying someone else. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Sirena wouldn’t marry Antero. She’s the love of my life, and she feels the same, exact way. I know this.”
Daxon shook his head. “I would show you on my cell phone, but I tossed it when I was fleeing from the castle. I didn’t want to be tracked.”
“Why did you have to flee?” I asked. “You’re usually one of the people that can get away with murder when it comes to my father. He likes you more than he likes me most of the time. You must have done something really terrible to have gotten kicked out of his good graces.”
“I did do something terrible,” he said, “I accused him of murdering Princess Neri. I said that someone had to have brought he
